
Red Cheongsam Crossing the Sea
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"Immigration" is a word that is both familiar and unfamiliar to most Chinese people. I am familiar with it because in the mid-1990s, more and more people began to pay attention to, discuss, and even become immigrants. It seems that anyone can find people who have immigrated overseas in their circle of relatives and friends. Speaking of strangeness, it is because "immigration" is still something that most families cannot or do not need to touch. "Migration" has been a major event in life since ancient times and should not be done unless necessary. What exactly does "immigration" mean? Is it a replacement passport? Has it changed a lifestyle? Changed your perspective on the world? ...Is immigration nothing more than poetry and distance? At this time, I was sitting in a small study room in Vancouver, thinking about these questions repeatedly in front of a desk lamp of the same style as my home in Beijing. I have been in Vancouver for nearly 20 years. Immigrant life has given me more aspects of life experience. It has also allowed me to see too many stories of fellow immigrants living in foreign countries. I often wonder if I am living in a certain movie or drama. Those characters, events, relationships... Often make me have the urge to tell stories. Vancouver is a beautiful city. Its scenery all year round is like a star movie. If you are not in it, you cannot be touched. In addition to describing her as "beautiful", there is also a word to describe her as "sweet and greasy", so Vancouver is a city that women like. It is true that most of the immigrants living here are women, and I have been paying attention to them and admiring them over the years. Cry and laugh with them. These ladies, who were once beautiful, once brave, and are still working hard now, are a colorful picture among this crowd of immigrants.
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